Finally, a British television program that American producers won't copy (God willing): "Dust to Dust," which will chronicle a human corpse as it decomposes. Producers are presently searching for terminally ill volunteers (insert own Yasser Arafat joke here).
Without a doubt, The Simpsons sucked last night. It's no longer worth sitting through a half hour show for three laughs. Used to be about 20 laughs, plus five that you missed when you were laughing. Michele Catalano pens a "Dear Groening" letter that sums up my feelings perfectly (except for the masturbation and mercy hump parts).
Here are a couple of great posts, with great links, rebuking the vile attacks many on the Left and in the MSM have been making on Christians -- written by non-Christians, no less. Christians have clearly replaced the overweight as the demographic group to sneer at and denigrate with impunity. And it sickens me.
ESPN.com columnist Darren Rovell ran the New York City Marathon this weekend, and provides one very good reason not to run it:The Verrazzano Bridge has two levels. It was built in 1964, but the suspension bridge didn't achieve its true purpose until the numbers to the New York Marathon grew by so much that the lines for the toilets before the start were unbearable. Thus, there were people urinating off the top level just minutes into the race. Luckily, I was on eye level with them. Those on the bottom level endured the age-old tradition of getting sprayed.
I may be prude, but I can't imagine any marathon experience is worth getting peed on by strangers.
Brevity is indeed the soul of wit. (Link via Tim Blair.)
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